It was never a healthy way to look at my 2 days off, let alone the rest of my week, so I created a mantra to follow every day to keep me moving forward.
Always explore and embrace new things. Never stop learning.
I took a look at how I was living everyday, and it was really boring. Work, eat, sleep, repeat. I decided that the reason why life felt so bland was that I wasn't trying new things. It sounds really simple, but the act of going somewhere new, exploring a new city - whatever it may be, breaks up that cyclical agenda and can give you a fresh perspective.
So I started small; I set a goal to do something new every weekend. We've been pretty successful with it so far.
Last Saturday, Dan and I traveled south to Cincinnati for the day to go to the Eden Park Conservatory and the museum of contemporary art. Something about the conservatory's overgrown foliage, and the invasive art at the museum was refreshing. We walked the winding streets of downtown talking about the broken buildings, the new shops, and all of the characters we passed. The sunset warmed our backs the whole way home as we talked about the art we saw, and the city we explored.
And then came Sunday. Dan and I ate at one of our favorite restaurants for brunch, which we don't treat ourselves to often. With a packed house, we managed to grab the nearest table, and wake up with carrot juice and coffee.
I don't know if it was the insane amount of vitamin D I got this weekend from the warm rays, but sitting at a table out on this patio watching passerby's as we ate our runny eggs and biscuits was my favorite part of the weekend. Time always seems to stand still around breakfast time regardless of what day of the week it is. Your senses are just starting to respond to everything and you're sleepily staring into the sun so it feels like everything is moving at a snail pace.
I always like to buy something to snack on while we wait for our meal to come out (dessert first always right?) And I always end up getting one of 2 things - either a warm, crumbly ham and cheese scone or a massive peanut butter cookie. This time, I went for the cookie. These things mean business. These monsters are the size of your face and piled with semi-salty peanuts. The cookie is just firm enough to hold in your hand, but soft enough to melt in your mouth.
So of course I tried to recreate my own, which turned out miserably. Never try to recreate anything you try in a restaurant guys - leave it to the professionals or you'll end up disappointed.
Just kidding. Try all you want to get the perfect recipe! My happy mistakes turned out to be delicious ones, so I'm sharing the recipe with you guys here!
Happy Sunday friends!
Makes 1 dozen cookies
1 cup of flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 cup softened unsalted butter
1 cup creamy peanut butter
1 1/3 cup light brown sugar
1 large egg
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup chopped peanuts (to mix into the batter)
1/4 cup whole peanuts (to press into the tops of the cookies)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Line a cookie sheet with parchment paper
1. In a stand mixer, or using a handheld blender, whip the butter and the peanut butter until light and fluffy on a medium speed. Add the brown sugar, egg, and vanilla extract and beat until just combined.
2. Sift together the flour and baking soda then slowly add the mixture to the bowl with the wet ingredients, until completely mixed. With a spatula, fold in the chopped peanut pieces.
3. Roll the balls of cookie dough, placing them on the rack before pressing the whole pieces of peanut into each. I found that about 4 or 5 fit on top of each with a gentle press into the dough. Bake for roughly 10 minutes, or depending on your oven, until the tops of the cookies start to brown. Remove from the oven to cool for about 15 minutes before transferring them to a wire rack to finish cooling.